Freedom…

By Emily Mumford on June 21, 2014 in The Garden Room
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I have been musing today over conversations that I’ve had with people this week,  and where it has led me to is this…

Two people have spoken to me this week about their first hand experience of working alongside billionaires and a window into the life style of someone with ludicrous amounts of money – the endless choice – not just of stuff to buy, but places to be, what to eat – it sounds relentless, exhausting, restless, unsatisfying  and never ending – and totally unenviable…

 

And I have thought about people who are really good at something – talented, gifted.  I always thought that would be the most amazing thing to be brillinat at something – but then it seems to me that one feels compelled to spend one’s life pursuing, developing that skill and talent…

And so I am thinking that to be ordinary is the most wonderful gift – my friends and family like / love me for who I am – not for my money and what it will buy, or because they admire my talent… and they don’t hate me because they are jealous or envious either….

I can go anywhere and not be worried that people will recognise me or kidnap me …

I can choose how to spend my time – I don’t need to train, practice, perform in some way…

I can try my hand at loads of different things and be rubbish at them or OK at them – and stick with them or abandon them – just following what floats my boat at the time – and no one will care, or try and get me to do anything different – because I am unremarkable and my proficiency at things is very mediocre…

And I can be still and private – because I don’t have any special gift that people can’t get just as well from someone else…

And the things that make me happy – sunshine, sitting in my garden, loving my family, hanging out with friends, eating, sleeping, walking – are all here, for me – and I am still, grounded and settled enough to really appreciate them and enjoy them – I don’t need to jump on my private jet pursuing happiness and a good time – I have what I need with me, in me – all I need to do is stop … and breathe … and be…

Which is handy because it appears, that the cold I was trying not to have, is upon me and a day of lying on the sofa under a duvet – with a head full of snot – is how having the best time looks today 🙂

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